Without further pursuit or pressing forward to suppress, the head of Nightingale jerked upward, the light emitted from its single eye rendering the crimson mecha particularly ferocious.
"Have they already arrived..."
Muttering cryptic words, the sensor cannons that had surrounded the Striver previously now surged upwards, with the red Nightingale following closely behind them.
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The situation was unfavorable.
Force comparison, battlefield conditions, the fatigue of our soldiers, the wear and tear on the Striver's components—all these data, when synthesized and compared, could be summarized with the term "overwhelmingly adverse."
Just as predicted—
